Projection

Projection

A Poem by Nick Granger

This I is the two that swells the stricture

Your I is the two that forms the cross

 

Impish theology of the most revered

     the structure

     dead now

 

The essence

     alive now

 

Witnesses gnashing through the blackhole of quincunx

     the blackhole of civilization

 

Bloodshot and itchy eyes

 

 

[This is for public viewing, though not to be of profit to anyone but myself.]

© 2009 Nick Granger


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Added on July 27, 2009
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